Usuchan

The ocean was alight with fiery hues of purple and orange and gold, but the canvas on the easel was only grey and white. Satoshi looked up from his drawing. It depicted the scene before him; the sun slowly setting over the sparkling ocean, casting twilight upon both seaside cliffs and shoreline. A few clouds drifted in the darkening sky, thinning as the wind stretched them from end to end. Yet his sketch lacked a certain...glow. The real world was a palette of changing color; exquisite in its shades of pink, amber, scarlet, blue and violet. There were even colors for which there was no name. However beautiful and warm the scene before him, th